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In the courtyard of Prince Rui's Mansion, the crimson lanterns hanging high in front of Fei Xia Pavilion swayed violently in the gale and downpour. The two large red "囍" characters on the door were blown off into the muddy ground and soon vanished in a torrent of rain.,The scar-faced man grinned cruelly and roughly tore open Li Qianzi's collar.,The scarred man was kicked hard off the bed, let out a cry of pain, and then stared at Li Qianzi in astonishment.。